I'm hanging in there, trying to spend as much quality time with my wife and kids as possible, and though it's very frustrating to know I won't beat the cancer, there's a great satisfaction in knowing that I'm walking off the field with no regrets.
Pretty much any time I got a chance to do something cool, I tried to grab for it, and that's where my solace comes from.
I've never understood pity and self-pity as an emotion.
An injured lion still wants to roar.
Smelling a crayon takes you right back to childhood. When I need to go back in time, I put it under my nose and take another hit.
We don't beat the reaper by living longer, we beat the reaper by living well and living fully.